Hey look, don’t blame me. The raw material was already there. In words carefully crafted. You chose them with care: “You know, a bit of adultery, slippery and wet, just might make our marriage a much stronger bet.” She was your best friend and I always said she’d be a real hellion, a wildcat in [...]
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Age, Serenity and Mick-Fucking-Jagger by AJ Hayes
It’s true, years pass—you lose a step or three. Colors in the mirror turn from gold to gray. Places where you used to go never seem to stay, empty spaces laying where they used to be. Yet you’re not quite so aged as the oldest tree— passing perfume’s scent still makes your senses drown nothing’s [...]
Surviving by AJ Hayes
It’s always hard, the winter. The wind stiffens my fingers and I can’t reach the three keys above octave that I need to make the chord. It’s winter all the time now. Seems like it’s always night too. But that’s not the important thing. The important thing is I can’t make the chord. Can’t make [...]